The winding smoke lingered around his stunning face, making his whole visage appear elusive yet endowed with a unique charm.
But Jinxuan saw clearly, saw his captivating, tear-brimmed peach blossom eyes red, uncertain whether it was from the smoke or something else.
Jinxuan’s heart suddenly thrummed like a drum, assaulted by a sense of fear, as if she feared Nangong Jin and didn’t know how to face him.
Instinctively, she wanted to flee, but then she wondered why should she, since she was nobody to Nangong Jin.
"When did you come out?" Jinxuan frowned.
Nangong Jin took a deep drag of his cigarette, his long fingers pinched the cigarette, pulled it away from his lips and slowly blew out a ring of smoke, then mocked with a roguish smile, "Just got here."
As he spoke, he lowered his gaze, stepped forward, and pulled Jinxuan into his embrace, "What were you talking to your old flame about just now?"
For some reason, the mention of it unexpectedly sent a pang through his heart.
"What old flame." Jinxuan’s brow wrinkled, "Don’t talk nonsense."
Hearing this, Nangong Jin’s mood lightened, he couldn’t resist pecking a kiss on her cheek, his smile bewitching like a demon, shamelessly saying, "Wife, I’ve missed you."
Jinxuan’s face flushed, and she couldn’t help but hit him lightly, "Don’t call me that."
Nangong Jin, grinning from ear to ear, slung his arm over her shoulder as they walked, teasing, "Wife, you’ve never heard your husband call out to you. Do you want to hear it?"
Jinxuan’s face turned beet red. Damn, could this guy get any more shameless?
This was just too much!
"I don’t want to hear it." Jinxuan pouted.
The two had just rounded a corner when they abruptly bumped into another person.
Upon seeing who it was, Jinxuan frowned. Another rabbit!

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